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The only vehicles here were two commercial 18-wheelers, a small Toyota, and a white Ford pickup. Then a fifty-yard gap to the next vehicles.
“Check each one,” Lucas said. “They could have switched cars.” He palmed his weapon, though he didn’t sound convinced.
We slowly passed each of them as I ignored the BMW sedan behind me flashing his high beams to get by.
“Fuck.” A family in the Toyota, two grizzled truckers in the big rigs, and now an elderly couple in the pickup.
“You’re within ten feet,” Jordy said excitedly.
“Double fuck.” An angry Lucas holstered his weapon. “Spinelli’s no amateur. I should have guessed he’d pull this. We’ve been had. Double back at the next exit.”
I mashed the pedal down and left the BMW sedan in our wake as I quickly hit a hundred.
“What happened?” Jordy asked.
“Oldest trick in the book,” Lucas said. “Tie the tracker to a dog’s collar and let him loose.”
“Only this time, the dog was a pickup,” I added, braking for the exit. “Where to?”
Lucas banged the dash. “We’re on the wrong freeway. Back to the one-oh-one.”
“The two companies she visited that first day are off the one-oh-one in Thousand Oaks,” I finished.
“It’s our best bet,” he agreed. “They most likely went west to Thousand Oaks. It’s not much, but it’s all we have.”
I accelerated down the on-ramp to go south back to the junction. Our situation wasn’t great, but at least Lucas and I were on the same wavelength.
“I’m patching Winston in now,” Jordy said.
“Go, Winston,” I answered as I merged into the lighter southbound traffic.
“The package of Rossi’s stuff arrived. I’ve gone through it, and found a receipt for a mailing to Serena at?—”
“She claimed she didn’t get anything,” Lucas retorted.
I shot my brother a glare. “I believe her.”
“Guys, let me finish. It went to a mailbox store. I’m on the way there now.”
“Winston, she’s been taken. We’re trying to catch up, but the clue to where they’re taking her may be in that package.”
“Copy that. Flank speed,” Winston replied.
My brother grimaced at the naval term, but off comms, he told me, “Sorry I doubted her.”
I nodded and continued weaving through the traffic to make up time toward Thousand Oaks.
“Watch out.” A man’s voice came over the comm link. “Maybe I should drive if we want to get there in one piece.” The voice was familiar.
“I’ve got to go this fast,” Winston said. “Your sister’s been taken.”
“Faster then. Pass this guy on right.”
“Winston?” I asked.
“Sorry. I’ve got Vincent Benson with me. He’s a cosigner on the box so I can get access.”
Lucas shook his head. “Keep him safe.”
